I've got conflicted feelings about the whole helplessness thing; there's no doubt that the idea/situation where I've lost control of my weight gain is a huge turn on, and my gains are in the hands of a feeder that makes me much fatter than I intended. I've fantasized often about being fed to the point where I'm too fat to get out of my chair/bed/wherever I'm being fed.
But the reality of being helplessly fat kind of scares me. If I could have my cake and eat it too (pun intended) I'd be big enough to be mobile, but only barely. I'd still have to rely on a girl that would be willing to take on that kind of responsibility, and that's a lot to ask from someone, and a lot of trust to place in someone. I still haven't met that person that would be willing to indulge something like that with me.
13 years